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... ur’s jaw. The Ox King barely flinched—but Cain followed it up with a vicious upward slash, catching his chest plate and tearing a gash through the reinforced metal.
Baldur stumbled back, looked down at the wound, and laughed. The sound was thunder itself—raw and deranged. "Finally! That’s it, little godling! More!"
Cain’s wings flared again, the storm swirling with them. His pulse thundered in his ears, drowning out the world. He’d forgotten the pain. He’d forgotten the exhaustio ...
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